6/19/2015 12:56:42 PM: Many have asked as to whether my journal entries are fiction or real life experiences. Many are based on real life experiences from my live in relationship, while a few have been the continued story in my mind...a way to express my submission as the mental side of BDSM can be so strong for me...

8/18/2012 4:05:46 PM: I arrived at the address of what was to be my new home...I had only a few bags of clothes and small belongings and what I was required I bring.  As I approached the front steps, I immediately dropped my bags and stripped as the instruction letter indicated, folding my clothes neatly on top of my bag.  I quickly assumed position 1, the one I had practiced for this day, kneeling head down, wrists crossed behind back and soles of feet aligned perfectly. I pushed the doorbell on my way down, which triggered the lights to go on and the screen door to open. I did not look up, only felt the fingers of my new owner lifting my chin so our eyes met and I saw what was to be my permanent collar in the hands of my owner. It was made of shiny metal and was thick with a padlock affixed. As I was encircled around my body to inspect my owners new property, I felt the chill up my backside even though the hot texas air kept breathing a chore. It was within seconds that I heard ...very nice property I have here..welcome to your new home. With that the metal collar was ensnared around my neck and the padlock tightly secured in place, with no key in sight. A leash was then attached to eye ring on the collar and I was led in to the house like an animal, my naked body on view for anyone to see. Immediatly, I was led to the bedroom, where I was told by my new owner to get on the bed on all fours. The room was dark, only the twinkling of candlelight flickering off the walls. A blindfold was then applied tightly removing all light and I could feel my new bonds being applied, first leather cuffs to my wrists then the same tightly secured on my ankles, each a small padlock locking them in place leaving no room for escape.  I heard a drawer being opened and the the ruffling of something being secured in place...mouth open slut...i felt the cold, long plastic strap on on the tips of my mouth, a warm welcome to my new position as slut slave for a very demanding owner.  Suck slut...I did as I was told, deep throating the large member, choking as it grasped at the back of my throat. It rolled in and out...my lips and mouth circling it as my drool escaped from my mouth....position at the head of bed I was told...on all fours...my wrists cuffs were secured to the headboard and each ankle chained to an existing chain running to the foot board. I felt someone behind me...ass up slave...show me my property...I did as I was told...straining against my bonds opening my legs to expose my man hole for the first time.  I was teased and played by slightly touching my man pussy with the strap on, then applying a liberal amoutn of lube, before applying pressure and taking me for thefirst time as slave property....I moaned as the member penetrated me deeper taking me to a new world as a slave slut. This would only be the begining of my journey as I was to soon find out.....   TBD